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You stay inside, KB. I just lost a pregnant stray! I don't know if she managed to get out somehow, although I am not sure how, or if she has a super secret hiding spot for having her kittens! I have looked high and low, up and down, back and forth, under things, over things, on things, in things, behind things, have delayered things, uncluttered, recluttered, lifted, moved, lowered, scootched and scooted, rolled and shook, rocked, used a flashlight to look in all the crannies and corners and huffed and puffed and tried to blow the house down! I even mewled like a newborn kitten in distress hoping she would come rescue me, drag me by the scruff of my neck and take me back to "my" littermates. I am so sad....

KB looks too sweet and innocent to hurt a little baby tweet tweet (bird). He just doesn't look like a killer. But then again, what DOES a killer look like?

Mama Cat Update: She IS in the house! Josh saw her, Mr. Bubbles says she was sitting in the dining room this morning when he got up to make coffee. She hissed at him and ran off toward her hidey spot. She is goooood and hidden someplace new. I asked if she still looked pregnant and they both looked at me like I asked them to explain the mysteries of a woman's mind. Rolling my eyes here at the XY chromosome set...

Lady Jane agrees 100% with KB. She looked at me as if I was out of my mind when it was suggested that she go out. She then curled up in the middle of "my" bed to sleep. (We disagree on ownership of the bed.)